KILLER KITTIES

Several news sources had articles about the killing abilities of the house cat. It seems that they slay billions of birds and even more billions of little mammals. And usually not the dreaded rat. Little bunnies and chipmunks and other furry little critters are their prey. Now I would not like to be attacked by a herd of rabid rabbits or crazed chipmunks. But in a world of fewer little mammals might their tastes change? I would not like to be the first humans brought down by a prowling pack of predatory Persians. That being said, my late semi-outdoor cat, Jellybean, was perhaps the worst hunter in feline history. She once brought a live mocking bird into our house. I managed to get the bird outside and it was really mad. Usually she brought a sock, a glove, and often times a leaf.

Speaking of billions, another article stated that there may be four and one-half billion earth like planets in our very own Milky Way. What if each of these is a parallel world and that all of our what if’s are lived out. What if one you dumped you didn’t and they were beautiful or handsome? Or maybe they were serial killers or vampire slayers. What if a school had me grading a zillion papers and doing all kinds of great things and Mr Rutschman just stood in front of a class with his hat on backwards saying whatever popped into his stream of consciousness? There would be no end of weirdness. And on the subject of weirdness, moles are blind but they smell in stereo. They use this ability to find food. Can you see yourself in a giant mole tunnel and hear the creature coming toward you tracking with that stereo snout?

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